5.29.2013

We did all the things we usually do: swim, lie under the sun, listen to the trees, watch the stars while listening to the trees, swim again at night, talk about books, and laugh. There was a new person in the middle of it; it felt completely natural. Maybe because she also comes from, and is made of, so many similar memories of water, trees and skies.

welcome

I always want to be back home but when I am there, I feel like leaving. I try to be a photographer. I have been living close to the nicest park of San Francisco for a while; I now live close to the water in Paris.

this

is my open library, and my diary as a photographer: a list of people, places and moments that I find inspiring. Images taken with different kinds of cameras, but always by the same person (me, unless stated otherwise). I keep in my archives many photographs that are personal, experimental, non-specific, spontaneous, weird, or that live quietly in between the above. I decided to give them a new thought by sharing them here.